She wasn't in any state to talk to anyone now, so she could only decline.
"It's alright, we'll have time to meet again."
Ji Wei had already slipped far away when Wen Nuan's phone rang. She leaned against the corridor wall, gripping her phone tightly, her knuckles showed a faint bluish-white. Yet, her tone was much steadier than Wen Nuan's, even tinged with a gentle hint of laughter.
Wen Nuan's delicate voice spilled from her lips, while Leng Yan's heavy breathing resonated in her eardrums.
However, she had been holding back all this time, until she could no longer suppress it.
Her mental strength was exceptionally strong, otherwise, she wouldn't have left Leng Yan in those days to enter the entertainment industry.
Moreover, she knew she had to endure. Back then, she was the one who wronged him first.
Before signing with Qingcheng, she had thought it through. Over the years, he had been harboring hatred for her.
But, she liked this word "hate."
